
PARANOIA 717na (Ft. TR!KE)
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[717na]
Knocking at my door now run away
Don’t ask for my papers keep a stick right at my place
Thinking we can hide but we ain’t safe
That’s why I got sticks and I got Glocks and I got K’s
Knocking at my door now run away
Don’t ask for my papers keep a stick right at my place
Thinking we can hide but we ain’t safe
That’s why I got sticks and I got Glocks and I got K’s
We have to get real violent these boys don’t wanna talk it out
Don’t wanna hold my tongue I’m talking and I’m getting loud
Don’t care about your feelings I’m tired of doing the walk around
Don’t care about this nation we all are getting tossed around
Getting tossed like a free throw
Controlling what we think on the down low
Are your eyes closed is your brain slow
Don’t wanna keep it low don’t keep it mellow
Knocking at my door now run away
Don’t ask for my papers keep a stick right at my place
Thinking we can hide but we ain’t safe
That’s why I got sticks and I got Glocks and I got K’s
Knocking at my door now run away
Don’t ask for my papers keep a stick right at my place
Thinking we can hide but we ain’t safe
That’s why I got sticks and I got Glocks and I got K’s
Knocking at my door now run away
Don’t ask for my papers keep a stick right at my place
Thinking we can hide but we ain’t safe
That’s why I got sticks and I got Glocks and I got K’s
We have to get real violent these boys don’t wanna talk it out
Don’t wanna hold my tongue I’m talking and I’m getting loud
Don’t care about your feelings I’m tired of doing the walk around
Don’t care about this nation we all are getting tossed around
Getting tossed like a free throw
Controlling what we think on the down low
Are your eyes closed is your brain slow
Don’t wanna keep it low don’t keep it mellow
Knocking at my door now run away
Don’t ask for my papers keep a stick right at my place
Thinking we can hide but we ain’t safe
That’s why I got sticks and I got Glocks and I got K’s
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